Mum

My mother raised me. I owe my life to her.
My mom sacrificed most of her life, raising me.
She is why I am happy and why I am not....
My mom taught me to love the others more than myself, she is a selfless person.
She taught me to give to others and make them happy, she did it unintentionally,  because she is good.. unique and special.
She never knew that, because nobody told her. And there is no need to, for it won't change anything. She will remain thus.
I am saying this because,  when I grew up , and I discovered that most people , friends or others, have one thing in common which is loving themselves, and their limitless selfishness. And after that I've came to the conclusion that it is the nature of human beings that make them love themselves. That is normal. It is a mostly a human instinct. It is. So there is nothing wrong with it. However, in my eyes of course , that is the opposite of what I was brought up to do.
One day, my mother needed the help of others and saw that help was coming, but nothing or no one was there to help. She started to doubt herself,  as I tried to convince her that people are selfish and nobody has such a virtue, and I told her: "You are too good Mum". And she replied: "You'll see, I won't give up,you are too pessimistic". Days passed, years actually,  And I saw my mum changing,  I didn't like it. But I knew that what I saw was , disappointment, a great one. Not in the world,  but in herself.And I thought she would finally begin to turn on people who weren't there for her. However, all she did was , be angry for a while and then that's it. She remained the same selfless person. She is more careful though. But I can see clearly that she is born to make the world happy. And she tells me: Oh yes, I'll continue being myself and I am proud of it, because it makes me happy. It does." So I said nothing.
I have changed. She didn't. A precious being like no other.
Mother, I love you.  Forgive me.
"M.Brini"